I could hardly believe this was actually happening. Having sex with my own mother was just unreal. Even as I looked down and saw my own shaft disappear between the folds of mom’s pussy and I felt her delicate tissues envelop my cock, I still couldn’t believe I wasn’t having another wet dream. At this point, I was beyond caring whether this was a dream or reality. I was going to enjoy it either way.
Mom was grunting over and over that she loved me as I started fucking her in a steady rhythm. It took only a minute or two of this thrusting before she announce that she was going to cum. She looked deep into my eyes and whimpered that she wanted me to fuck her real hard. I wasn’t in any danger of cumming soon, so I gladly obliged. Grabbing her raised legs for extra leverage, I started to thrust into her with ever increasing speed. The soft, squishy noises that mom’s wet pussy made got drowned out by loud slapping noises that reverberated through the room each time our bodies collided.
The pitch of her voice got higher and higher as she repeatedly commanded me to fuck harder and harder until she squealed out in orgasm. And boy, did she cum. I had seen her climax dozens of times today, but not this hard. She wrapped her limbs around me and her whole body started to convulse. At some point during her orgasm, we fell off the couch. I doubt she even noticed it, as her thrashing continued on floor without interruption. She was still clutching me tightly to her body and all I could do was hang on to her and keep thrusting as much as her grasp allowed.
It seemed ages before she relaxed and released me from her stranglehold. Her strong legs, which had been locked around my waist, now dropped to the floor, but she still held me in her arms, as if she was afraid I might disappear. Her eyes were closed and she had her mouth slightly open. She was breathing heavily, whimpering softly as she exhaled.
I resumed my steady thrusting, and soon she opened her eyes again. She looked at me like a girl in love. I moved in and kissed her smiling lips and she kissed back, tenderly and passionately.
“That was absolutely… I’ve never…Wow!” she babbled, still incoherent from the mind-blowing orgasm.
“I’m not done yet, mom” I smiled and pushed in deep.
“Hmmm, I can feel that! Oh!”
I lifted her into my arms and laid her back on the couch. Just as I was about to penetrate her again, she stopped me.
“Wait, let’s continue this in my room. My bed is much nicer than the couch.”
“Hurry mom, I don’t know if I can wait that long”
Mom took my hand and led me upstairs. Michelle followed closely behind.
“Lie down, love” she said and pushed me onto the bed.
I dropped onto my back on the soft mattress and mom climbed on top of me. She positioned her body above my lap, nimbly held my cock upright and slowly lowered herself. As she sat down on my legs, I was again fully enveloped by her tight vagina.
This time, mom was fucking me. With her on top, she was completely in charge of our movements, and she was riding my cock like a pro. She wasn’t just moving up and down, but also rolling her hips and swaying her ass. Our fucking was not as frantic as before, but in no way less enjoyable. Lying on my back, I could see all of her, I could grab her full breast and tease her sensitive nipples, or I could hold on to her round ass and move with her, thrusting up as she was going down.
While mom was riding me, Michelle crawled onto the bed with us. I guess she was feeling a little left out, or maybe she was just horny too. The fact that she was naked, made me believe the latter was the case. She didn’t exactly join us, just lay next to us on the bed, fingering her pussy as she watched me and mom have wild, incestuous sex.
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